The Setup (The Dark Billionaire, #1) by L.N. Pearl Read Free Book Online Page B

grunted and his penis exploded inside of her, shooting his hot cum deep inside her vagina.
    Jennifer opened her eyes to watch Bruce screaming. Seeing him taking so much pleasure was enough to trigger a powerful second orgasm. She felt her pussy convulse wildly, and multiple waves of pleasure shot through her body.
    Despite the now cool temperature outside, they were both covered with sweat. Jennifer collapsed against Bruce, enjoying every second in his arms on this deserted beach.
    Everything is so perfect. I wish I could stay like this forever...
    Amazingly, his cock was still hard and still buried in her pussy, soaking in his own hot cum, mixed with her thick juices. 
    Jennifer was surprised, and impressed. She giggled, “You already seem to be ready for a second round!”
    There was a moment of silence and Bruce frowned.
    “Jennifer?” he said softly, almost cautiously.
    She suddenly froze, lost and caught by surprise. She quickly pulled away from Bruce, looking at him with her eyes wide open, horrified.
    In that short moment of pure bliss, she’d forgotten to play her role as Aleksandra, and had spoken in unaccented English, giving herself away.
    Shit! What was I thinking?
    Unable to say a word, she looked at Bruce her eyes filled with tears, and ran away from him down the beach.
    “Jennifer! Jennifer!”
    ***
    S omeone knocked at the door.
    It was Jennifer. Her eyes were red, and her face looked tired from crying for nearly two hours.
    “It's cold out there, and I'm only wearing my bikini...” she said without preamble.
    “Come in,” he simply said.
    Bruce gave her a blanket, but she refused. Jennifer's voice was very low, and she was looking at the floor, ashamed.
    “I need to take a shower. I still need to clean myself.”
    Bruce avoided looking in her eyes as well. “All right. I'll wait in the living room. Take your time...”
    After thirty minutes, Jennifer was back. Bruce was sitting on the sofa, a serious look on his face and a glass of Bourbon in his hand.
    “Want something to drink?”
    “Give me that bottle.” Jennifer said, now speaking without any accent, pointing at a bottle of wine.
    “Don’t be silly, Jennifer. ” He went to the bar, and gave her a glass. “So, you want to talk? Where do we start?”
    Jennifer took a sip and crossed her arms. “Did you know? Did you know it was me? Or did I really fool you?”
    Bruce chuckled. “Of course I knew.”
    Jennifer looked at him. It was the Bruce she knew from the office again. 
    “I knew from the moment you stepped out of my car, the very first day.”
    “How?”
    “Come on, don't be ridiculous. You really think I wouldn't recognize you? Just cutting your hair and changing your color, and voilà ? I've seen you nearly every day for five years now. Of course I knew. And even if you did a better job with your appearance, you forgot about one little detail,” he said.
    “What is it?”
    “I've never been billed,” he said slowly. “How were you supposed to take your plane if I didn't pay for it?”
    Damn it...
    Jennifer looked down, realizing her own mistake and lack of good judgment. “Well, if you knew, why you didn't say anything?”
    “I hesitated to be honest. You see, I always make decisions fast, and I change them very rarely. When you stepped out of the car that day, I had a choice. But I was curious to know what you had in mind, and how you would perform.”
    “In bed?” she said, feeling her self-control slipping.
    “Whatever you had in mind, Jennifer. You tell me.”
    “So in the end, you fooled me...”
    “I don't know who fooled who, Jennifer. But for sure, I don't like to be fooled by my staff!”
    Jennifer hesitated. She wasn’t in a position to be mad at him. “I'm sorry Bruce. I just wanted to...”
    “Wanted to what?” Bruce was now raising his voice, obviously upset.
    Jennifer whispered, a tear rolling on her cheek. “To teach you a lesson... I'm sorry.”
    There was a sarcastic laughter in the silent